The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Two people sat in the two chairs on the terrace in the room, all facing the door.

Tonight's Tong Yan seems to be a little absent-minded, the neck is slightly raised, his eyes are in the misty sky, and his thoughts are somewhat empty.

Her sight was actually not seen in the direction of Lyle from beginning to end, and she did not know what to think about in her head.

However, Lyle’s wine, she did not refuse.

Every time the man fell, she drank.

Lyle glanced at her, watching her movements quietly, her lips slightly rising.

When Shi Yanyang came over, Tong Yan did not know how many cups he had.

There is music in the room, quiet and flowing, very classic piano tango, "La-Cumparsita".

The psychic-specific melody of the piano slowly flows through every corner of the room, making the atmosphere of the whole house inexplicably nostalgic.

Lyle is an Englishman with a noble aristocratic lineage, a natural gentleman and elegance.

Looking over the side and looking at the side of the slightly lifted neck, the eyes were so fascinated as a woman with a few layers of fog, he suddenly took her hand and pulled her up.

"Can I?" He gave her a gentleman's ceremony, and he spread a hand to her.

He is inviting Tong Yan to dance.

Tango is actually a dance that is very suitable for Tong Yan's personality. The family environment of Tong Yan's growth is different. Although the character is very embarrassing, but dance is a compulsory course for the upper class, she is a lot of cities.

However, he never skipped with a strange man.

Shi Yanyang didn't even watch her skip dancing.

When Shi Yanyang saw that Lyle invited her, she thought she would refuse directly. However, what he did not expect was that Tong Yan only hesitated for a few seconds, and placed his heart in the hands of Lyle.

Lyle's hand held her hand and gently moved it. The body of Tong Yan leaned toward him, and the waist was taken by one of his arms.

The movements of the two, like pre-retrospective, are very tacit.

In the room, the melody of La-Cumparsita is still flowing slowly.

Easy, pleasant, and the pace is not urgent.

Dancing children's face, skirts swaying with the pace, like the blooming of Manzhu Shahua in the dark, beautiful and eye-catching, beautiful and enchanting, beautiful people can not move their eyes.

In the dance, she smiled softly at the man facing her.

The eyebrows rose slightly, and when they laughed, the light in their eyes blew through all the stars in the night sky.

This is probably the most beautiful aspect she has ever seen with her. She has seen her for so many years.

The beauty is fascinating, the beauty is thrilling, just spinning there, as if it has caused threats to all women.

He didn't know that when he grew up, he looked at the girl who had always classified her and the man as a kind of girl. It was also when the beauty was so aggressive.

This is the first time!

However, it is in the arms of other men.

Shi Yanyang stood quietly outside the door, so he looked at Tong Yan’s face and smiled at Lyle’s eyes, and his chest seemed to be smashed by something.

In the room, the melody of the piano is still flowing quietly.

A music originally originated from South America, the rhythm is bright, joy, and the melody should have been easy. However, listening to Shi Langyang’s ear is like a sorrowful sorrow.

Tong Yan is still jumping in the hands of Lyle. Tonight, she is as beautiful as an elf. Her footsteps are light and her body is light enough to fly like a second.